I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

It's not that Sheng Mingzhi never thought about this scene.

Because he felt that he knew Lu Jiayan quite well.

Since that night, after crying once in Lu Jiayan's arms.

During this period of time, he had somehow had a premonition that what Lu Jiayan might do, most likely it was about the violin.

It's just different from the scene I've imagined thousands of times.

When it happened before his eyes, it made him want to cry more than he imagined.

Sheng Mingzhi tried to put his hands on the strings, and even his heartbeat resonated.

Then he picked it up and found it was a custom-made violin.

It was more in line with his habit of playing the violin. Sheng Mingzhi had no doubts why Lu Jiayan knew about this. He participated in quite a few competitions when he was a child. As long as he wanted to know, he could always find out.

Lu Jiayan didn't wait for Sheng Mingzhi's answer, but he was not in a hurry, and continued patiently: "Do you want to try?"

Sheng Mingzhi shook his head as if he had recovered.

But he was afraid that Lu Jiayan would think that shaking his head meant he didn't want to return to the stage.

Hastily said: "It needs to be tuned, it's inconvenient in the restaurant."

So quiet, he ran here to try the piano.

How embarrassing!

Will be regarded by passers-by as a crazy person who likes to pretend.

Teacher Xiao Sheng must not lose face.

Even though he said that, he didn't let go of the violin.

For some reason, the emotion of wanting to cry had subsided a lot, but when she turned around and looked up to see Lu Jiayan, the inexplicable feeling of grievance returned.

Just crying in front of people is too embarrassing.

Sheng Mingzhi quickly lowered his head, but after thinking about it, it wasn't Lu Jiayan who made him cry? !Whoever makes you cry is responsible!

So he took two steps forward, and then stopped in front of Lu Jiayan.

The smooth forehead was pressed against the man's shoulder, like a small animal acting like a baby.

Needless to say.

Whether he would like to return to the stage or not, at this moment, Sheng Mingzhi had already given the answer.

He never for a second forgot his stage.

In the next second, Lu Jiayan took advantage of the situation and hugged him.

Only then did Sheng Mingzhi feel wronged, and said in a muffled voice, "It's all your fault."

All the voices were crying.

Lu Jiayan smiled and said, "Why are you still crying after receiving the gift, don't you like it?"

It's not that I don't like it.

Sheng Mingzhi held back for a long time, then stubbornly explained: "These are tears of emotion. Do you understand, earthy man, it really ruins the atmosphere."

Lu Jiayan said "Oh" thoughtfully, and asked, "Which gift moved you so much?"

Sheng Mingzhi:?

Didn't you fucking give me a violin?Do you still want to touch porcelain on the spot?

After a while, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly realized.

Lu Jiayan seemed to have said just now that the price of a violin is not as high as that of a villa sports car, so there is an additional gift, which is himself.

Oh.

he himself.

Sheng Mingzhi silently pushed Lu Jiayan away, and looked at him inexplicably: "You don't think it's you, do you?"

Lu Jiayan looked at him with an expression of "Isn't it?" and said narcissistically, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

He wants to take back the emotions he was so moved just now!

After Lu Jiayan made a fuss, Sheng Mingzhi felt that slight embarrassment disappeared.

Picking up the violin again is like reuniting with a long-lost friend.

Although there were many regrets in the middle, it ushered in a happy ending.

On the way home, Sheng Mingzhi still loved the custom-made violin.

Although it has been very restrained, I still have to take it out to look at it from time to time, either to adjust the tone a little, or to twist the bow.

Although Lu Jiayan didn't say the custom price of this violin, it must be several million.

Sheng Mingzhi owns a lot of expensive things, let alone a few million, sports cars worth tens of millions, and yachts worth hundreds of millions are common, but for some reason, he is very fond of this violin.

It can be called handling with care and caution.

Seeing him like that, Lu Jiayan thought it was cute, like a child who got a new toy and refused to put it down.

Afraid to speak out, Sheng Mingzhi became angry from embarrassment.

After he finished washing, Sheng Mingzhi's freshness was still there.

Standing barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, wearing a light gray silk pajamas with dark patterns, black hair, white skin, like a pictorial under the moonlight.

Lu Jiayan could only see his side face, as if he was putting rosin on the violin.

There was a faint fragrance in the room.

After hearing Lu Jiayan's movement, Sheng Mingzhi turned his head.

In the next second, he seemed to have discovered some big secret, and he seemed to have grabbed Lu Jiayan's braid, held up the violin, and pointed to a line of very small lettering on the back of the violin.

"You messed up writing on my piano!"

Lu Jiayan refused to admit it: "No."

Sheng Mingzhi pointed out to him word by word, confidently, with convincing evidence: "L, J, Y."

There are indeed a few English initials on the back of the piano.

Before "LJY", there was "SMZ".

Oh shit.

old crooked.

Just engrave his initials.

What is engraving your own? !

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, "What is this?"

It looked like a mountain of ironclad evidence.

It was written all over his face, "Look, look, I caught your little thoughts, so you love me so much, so now quickly admit that you love me, hurry up and say you love me so much".

The old man is really naive, and he still uses this kind of couple name abbreviation.

Lu Jiayan said casually: "Chili oil. Maybe it's the abbreviation of chili oil?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "..."

This sudden homonymous joke made Sheng Mingzhi burst into laughter.

The key is that Lu Jiayan was serious when he spoke, as if it really happened.

After laughing enough, he lay on Lu Jiayan's back and muttered, "You're dead. Why don't you just draw a heart between the two names?"

"And then use an arrow to pierce them together?" Lu Jiayan paused for a moment, drawing inferences from one instance, with a double earthy taste, and nodded naturally: "The suggestion is good, I will adopt it next time."

……

Help, then he'll give up playing the violin again!

However, seeing that Lu Jiayan's gift was in line with Teacher Xiao Sheng's wishes this time, he was too lazy to respond to Lu Jiayan's naive sarcasm.

That night, Sheng Mingzhi seldom took the initiative in bed matters, and was so tired that his waist almost broke.

The weather at the end of summer has begun to cool down, and there was a light rain in the second half of the night. It was not until dawn that the night lights of Xishan No. [-] slowly went out.

The consequence of indulging in lust is trying to get up to practice the piano the next day, but it fails completely.

It was already a day after Sheng Mingzhi really started rehabilitation exercises.

I thought that since I haven't played the violin for so many years, I might be a little rusty.

Sheng Mingzhi was even ready to go to Daxinganling to interview for the job of logging workers.

But when he set up the violin, his body seemed to be awakened by it.

Like instinct, the music flows from your fingertips with little guidance.

Shen Ling was listening, stunned.

A song ends.

Sheng Mingzhi was a little nervous, she clenched her fists, her voice trembling: "How is it?"

"My shit?" Shen Ling recovered from the shock: "Are you sure you haven't fucked for many years?"

Sheng Mingzhi looked at her with an expression of "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Shen Ling touched the tip of her nose: "Maybe it's because I'm a layman, I think it sounds similar to the original version I heard on the Internet."

She hurriedly added: "I think you are better than my music teacher who teaches violin. Really, you are not flattering! It is really, really good! If you don't believe me, you can find someone else to listen to it. I said naive , do you have a talent for playing the violin?"

Shen Ling is not the first person to say that he is talented.

The first person to say that Sheng Mingzhi is talented was his elementary school music teacher.

Sheng Mingzhi still had some confidence in his talent for playing the piano.

After Shen Ling finished speaking, he silently breathed a sigh of relief, a little relieved.

"Yes. Possibly."

He thinks he's doing pretty well.

Facts have proved that Shen Ling's praise of his talent is definitely not a lie.

In just half a month, Sheng Mingzhi grew up at an astonishing speed.

The violin teacher who had been brought in to help him recover quickly found it difficult.

Sheng Mingzhi knows almost everything, and he practices diligently. He learns the piano quickly, listens to the pitch, and has a very personal style. He said that practicing is more like enjoying, and his level is far above him.

In other words, he couldn't teach.

Before leaving, I said with emotion:

"Mingzhi's talent is hard to come by, and many people may not be able to reach this level after a lifetime of hard work."

The boast was so exaggerated that Sheng Mingzhi felt it was too exaggerated.

It made him wonder if Lu Jiayan gave this teacher money.

Of course, the teacher also said that if he had insisted on learning the piano back then, his current achievements would have been unimaginable.

In a word, Sheng Mingzhi and Lu Jiayan fell silent at the same time.

They all knew that the "back then" mentioned by the teacher might be the future that Sheng Mingzhi should have had.

But that future, without Lu Jiayan.

After a long time, Sheng Mingzhi found this silence unbearable.

He put down the violin and said silently: "Actually, I think this is pretty good now."

Lu Jiayan's gaze drifted over.

Looking at his face, Sheng Mingzhi knew that he was a little disappointed, and suddenly became nervous, stuttering a little, leaning on his shoulder and muttering: "I really think this is pretty good now. How rich I am now, and I don't have to work myself Earn money. If I didn’t go back to Sheng’s house and didn’t meet you, maybe I’m still working hard abroad to perform, I don’t do that hard work, I like to lie down and collect money!”

Seeing his clumsy comfort, Lu Jiayan couldn't feel any sadness in his heart.

It's just that the feeling of fear is still reverberating, if Sheng Mingzhi really didn't go back to Sheng's house back then...

He didn't even dare to think about this kind of future.

Sheng Mingzhi whispered bb, poked his chin hard, and warned him: "So you have to cherish me, you know, now Mr. Xiao Sheng is no longer the salted fish of the past, if you feel sorry for me, I will run away from home If you hold a concert abroad, a capitalist like you who is full of money will definitely not be able to compete with a great artist like me, you know!"

Threats without deterrence are more like acting like a baby.

"Then what should I do." Lu Jiayan chuckled: "In order to chase after Teacher Xiao Sheng, I had to book every concert that Teacher Xiao Sheng held."

Then he continued playfully: "Strive to let Mr. Xiao Sheng also get the smell of capitalists as soon as possible."

What a stinking capitalist!

Sheng Mingzhi was so addicted to drama, he crossed his arms and said, "Don't even think about it. I'm not the kind of man who will give in when given money."

After thinking about it, he said confidently, "Unless you give too much!"

Lu Jiayan embraced his waist, hugged him lightly, and Sheng Mingzhi fell into his arms.

The man said ambiguously, "How much does Teacher Xiao Sheng think is appropriate?"

Teacher Xiao Sheng is still thinking hard.

It felt like something was pressing against him with a sense of presence.

Sheng Mingzhi paused, and collided with Lu Jiayan's eyes.

The other party's Taohua eyes were full of desire, and his voice was a little lower, flirting: "Is this size suitable?"

……

……

Sheng Mingzhi felt that she was not as innocent as before.

Actually understood instantly.

The neck was red.

Teacher Xiao Sheng said "Oh", and said, holding back his shame, "Barely."

The consequence of being stubborn is being bullied miserably.

If he had known that Sheng Mingzhi wouldn't have said anything, he would have thought that Lu Jiayan, who had such a connotation, would be different from other men, and didn't care about the comparison in this regard.

Still care about the result!

Still have to force him to admit that he is big.

May I ask what's the point of this kind of thing!

Are you a primary school student? Could it be that if I say it is small, it will really be smaller? Isn’t it too hard for him to die!

And I don't know if it's because during the exercise before going to bed, I mentioned what kind of future Sheng Mingzhi would have if he didn't return to Sheng's house.

After he fell into a deep sleep, he really had dreams at night.

Dreamed that his name was still Song Yushu, and he was not recognized back to the Sheng family when he was 12 years old.

He participated in a very important competition in China that day, and won the expected championship in a short time. Just like that, his talent was known to more and more people.

He later made his international debut, and his rare talent brought him instant fame, becoming the youngest ever concertmaster.

The content of the dream in the first half is very normal.

The second half starts to get weird.

Sheng Mingzhi completed his last world tour at the Victoria Concert Hall in Geneva, Switzerland when he was coming of age, and met a young Chinese capitalist Lu Jiayan here at the same time.

In the dream, he seemed to know Lu Jiayan again, but he didn't know Lu Jiayan. After meeting, the other party quickly expressed his affection for him and started pursuing him.

It is from here that the style of painting becomes outrageous.

Because almost all the content of the pursuit has to be mosaiced, it can't be broadcast at all, it's completely a beautiful spring dream.

Until waking up in the morning, Sheng Mingzhi was still immersed in that crazy dream.

In the dream, Lu Jiayan, the dog man, was really playing around, there was no place where he didn't dare to mess around, even on the piano in the concert hall...

Thinking of it, Sheng Mingzhi blushed and her heart beat.

Especially after having a erotic dream, waking up and seeing the object of my erotic dream sleeping on the side.

Not your usual thrill.

However, he belatedly remembered that he was just full in the dream, right?

Damn, this dog man!

Lu Jiayan was woken up by Sheng Mingzhi's bite, still a little puzzled, with one eye open, "Huh?", expressing his doubts.

On the collarbone, there is still the tooth mark of the little ancestor's bite just now, and the jaw is quite heavy.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Sheng Mingzhi said coldly, "You offended me in your dream just now, please apologize."

Lu Jiayan: ...?

That's right, misfortune came.

In November, the second issue of "Trainee's Debut Battle" also came to an end.

Lu Jiayan has always remembered Sheng Mingzhi's stage performance. When the plan for the group night of the "Trainee" final was delivered, he specifically mentioned Sheng Mingzhi's performance.

Hemu executives were terrified when they heard this.

When Sheng Mingzhi came to participate in the show, although he was in the name of an assistant guest, he didn't show any intention of being an assistant.

Hemu is just trying to make the leader happy, and if the leader doesn't say anything, how dare he arrange him without authorization.

So he gave Sheng Mingzhi enough shots throughout the whole process, and didn't make it difficult for him to assist any of the contestants.

It just so happened that some time ago He Mu had not handled Lin Xi's matter well, and he had already offended Sheng Mingzhi.

The higher-ups couldn't find any way to remedy it, and it seemed that even the heavens were helping them, and someone would send pillows when they wanted to sleep.

——Sheng Mingzhi was actually willing to perform.

He Mu, who has fallen once, will only flatter him harder than before.

Therefore, Sheng Mingzhi's program arrangement for this time was very attentive.

After receiving Lu Jiayan's order, he went back and worked overtime for three days, synchronized all the progress, and wrote an unprecedented perfect plan.

He handed it to Lu Jiayan tremblingly—it was about Sheng Mingzhi, He Mu didn't dare to make up his own mind, the boss personally looked at it and nodded.

But the boss really cares about the "lady boss".

No matter how busy she is, she will do everything related to Sheng Mingzhi by herself.

Hemu executives—even Shengjia's executives have secretly discussed more than once that their boss is simply a wife slave.

What was finalized was a more conservative plan.

Sheng Mingzhi, as an assistant guest, is about to complete the group night final stage together with Kang Xing, the current C trainee of "The Trainee's Debut".

It will not overwhelm the guests, but also have enough exposure.

There are currently five song selection directions, subject to Sheng Mingzhi's final decision.

The form of performance is violin plus dance, and the theme is the collision of classical music and pop dance.

Kang Xing's dance foundation is very strong, there is no problem in this aspect, the rest is Sheng Mingzhi's violin selection.

When he got the plan, Hemu provided five versions of classical music adaptations.

Sheng Mingzhi finished listening in the recording studio, and the planner in charge of the program asked cautiously, "What do you think, Teacher Sheng?"

Teacher Sheng thinks it's so-so.jpg

... The adaptation is quite satisfactory.

Sheng Mingzhi's only thought after hearing this was this.

But he was too embarrassed to say it directly, and raised his head to signal Kang Xing.

"What do you think?"

Kang Xing: "I can do both. The dance is very malleable, and the feeling of these songs is good. Personally, I prefer the adaptation of Carmen's Fantasia, because I am quite interested in its story."

Sheng Mingzhi thought that Carmen's Fantasia was also good, but this piece already had an original story.

He wants to use music to express a brand new story that he created himself.

"Is there only these five selected songs?" Sheng Mingzhi asked the planner.

"Yes. But it's okay if you have a better one. We mainly cooperate with one of your ideas."

Sheng Mingzhi was naturally more used to people obeying him, so he nodded naturally.

Said: "These adaptations are not needed for the time being, I will modify them myself."

Planning and Kang Xing were stunned together.

Composing music yourself?

It's too risky!

What if the adaptation is not good?

Sheng Mingzhi seemed to notice the silence: "Is there a problem?"

The planner shook his head: "No problem."

After Kang Xing listened, he hesitated to speak.

Although he is now the C position, the final performance on the group night is also the top priority for him. If the performance fails and overturns, who will he find responsible?

The other party is the lover of Boss Shengjia, participating in the competition is like playing.

But my future depends on this game...

It's just that he didn't say anything in the end.

If someone is powerful, it doesn't matter what he says.

After Kang Xing returned to the dormitory, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

I even regretted working with Sheng Mingzhi a little bit at the beginning. I agreed so quickly at that time, but I actually meant to please the higher-ups.

Who knew that Sheng Mingzhi would play cards so out of line.

Even if you want to express yourself, you don't have to take advantage of his future.

Kang Xing was worried, took out his spare phone, and complained about it to his girlfriend.

Originally, after complaining and venting, it's fine if I feel better.

In the end, I didn't expect this chat record to be leaked out somehow.

When I woke up early the next morning, a new post with more than 1000 pages suddenly popped up on the homepage of a Douban internal entertainment talent group, and it just went viral:

- I wiped it and ate a big melon! !Fidelity! !My best friend has a friend who is the inner circle of the trainee's debut competition. I heard that the performance of group A of the group night final is violin and dance. Let me make a blind guess, it can't be Sheng Mingzhi and Kang Xing, right? ?Help help? ?I would really yell for help! !

In an instant, the discussion in the group exploded.